I am a big fan of our felt board, but finding stories that easily translate to felt can take a bit of digging. The poem What Witches Do is perfect for Hallowen. This is a little late in coming but good to remember next year!
What Witches Do
(Begin with witch with no hat on plain felt board)
The witches don their pointed hats, (place hat on witch)
The witches croak and croon.
The witches ride their broomsticks,
Away beyond the moon. (place moon with witch outline)
The witches don their flowing cloaks,
The witches stir their brew. (add cauldron)
The witches chant their magic spells,
All the dark hours through.
The witches stroke their big black cats, (add black cat)
They comb their locks of gray.
Yet when the first faint daylight comes, (add sun)
The witches hide away. (pull witches off board)
(Begin with witch with no hat on plain felt board)
The witches don their pointed hats, (place hat on witch)
The witches croak and croon.
The witches ride their broomsticks,
Away beyond the moon. (place moon with witch outline)
The witches don their flowing cloaks,
The witches stir their brew. (add cauldron)
The witches chant their magic spells,
All the dark hours through.
The witches stroke their big black cats, (add black cat)
They comb their locks of gray.
Yet when the first faint daylight comes, (add sun)
The witches hide away. (pull witches off board)
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